Auntie
Elea knew this voice, which called out to her:
– Hey! The seamstress, why are you called auntie?
– Oh that... *smiles* Well, you remember I told you about Sithi, the beautiful Matis homina dressed in purple who was stuck on the Matis island. I said I wanted to help my neighbor like her. Well, I did.
– What? You returned on the island?
– But no, nigaud! *smiles* We could not. When encountering li'l ones just starting on the continent, I gave them pennies, some equipment and I helped them a bit, either by teaching him foraging or by bringing them where they had not yet been. Alas, after the temples many artisans gone. It was then that I began my apprenticeship in crafts to equip myself the li'l ones. I took the opportunity to initiate them into fashion.
– The fashion victims?
– *rit* You know, some have been famous for their tastes:
Carishina presented herself at a parade of Miss d'Atys with a beautiful outfit of her creation, a mixture of green and red. From what I remember, it was red Li'Shaï-Don vest with a green Modi Vestini gown and red Li'Nin-ka sleeves. She had even given him a name: "Burning Spring". Ah, I'm sorry that my lucios have burnt. *laughs all of a sudden* Ah and there was Nilstilar also with his famous pajamas appeared in the Gazette du Désert #6. He was proud of his creation.
Others were gifted, others less. But I remember each one of them. Some of them are still on the Bark, as this li'l one who came out some day with "Say, I did not have a mom, but you, you're just like. Can I call you auntie?" What to answer apart from "Yes" to that little one I had taken under my wing because I had known the big brother.
– That's how you became Atys auntie.
– Uh, not the whole Atys *smiles* but my protégés. Some have become karas, other kamis and even other marauders. But they are all, in my eyes, my protégés, the homins."
Elea knew this voice, which called out to her:
– Hey! The seamstress, why are you called auntie?
– Oh that... *smiles* Well, you remember I told you about Sithi, the beautiful Matis homina dressed in purple who was stuck on the Matis island. I said I wanted to help my neighbor like her. Well, I did.
– What? You returned on the island?
– But no, nigaud! *smiles* We could not. When encountering li'l ones just starting on the continent, I gave them pennies, some equipment and I helped them a bit, either by teaching him foraging or by bringing them where they had not yet been. Alas, after the temples many artisans gone. It was then that I began my apprenticeship in crafts to equip myself the li'l ones. I took the opportunity to initiate them into fashion.
– The fashion victims?
– *rit* You know, some have been famous for their tastes:
Carishina presented herself at a parade of Miss d'Atys with a beautiful outfit of her creation, a mixture of green and red. From what I remember, it was red Li'Shaï-Don vest with a green Modi Vestini gown and red Li'Nin-ka sleeves. She had even given him a name: "Burning Spring". Ah, I'm sorry that my lucios have burnt. *laughs all of a sudden* Ah and there was Nilstilar also with his famous pajamas appeared in the Gazette du Désert #6. He was proud of his creation.
Others were gifted, others less. But I remember each one of them. Some of them are still on the Bark, as this li'l one who came out some day with "Say, I did not have a mom, but you, you're just like. Can I call you auntie?" What to answer apart from "Yes" to that little one I had taken under my wing because I had known the big brother.
– That's how you became Atys auntie.
– Uh, not the whole Atys *smiles* but my protégés. Some have become karas, other kamis and even other marauders. But they are all, in my eyes, my protégés, the homins."